The bugs tore me up real bad. Dozens of infected wounds covered my feet, and my body couldn't cope. Hence I was feverish and cold and out when the truck crossed the border to Tanzania.
Next day I got antibiotics and can anyone say "instant effect"? The irritation and swollenness decreased immediately and soon the wounds began to heal. I'll still be on antibiotics for a couple of days, which means a couple of days without alcohol. And I'm on Zanzibar!
Oh well, nothing to bitch too much about: Zanzibar is absolutely gorgeous without the influence of spirits.
A night in Stonetown, including feasting on seafood kebabs at the local markets and the buying of tacky souvenirs was first on the agenda.
Then off to Paradise on the northeast side for two truly awesome dives, with sightings including, but not limited to, rays, snapper and sea turtles.